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Civil War Harper's Weekly, April 4, 1863

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Vicksburg Canal

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British Pirates

Port Hudson Attack

Attack of Port Hudson

Yazoo Sunset

Yazoo Sunset

Army of the Cumberland

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Vicksburg Levee

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Map of Port Hudson

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Plantation Slaves

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General Ross

General Ross

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[APRIL 4, 1863.


(Previous Page) is understood to have performed the varied and delicate duties of his position with so much diplomatic and military skill as to have elicited from General Rosecrans the highest praise and a most urgent recommendation of his promotion. The Union men of Nashville are unanimous in their admiration of his prompt and rigid method of dealing with the rebels.


WE publish on page 221 a portrait of GENERAL LEONARD F. Ross, the commander of the Yazoo River Expedition, and append the following sketch of his life from the Herald:

Brigadier-General Leonard F. Ross, the military commander of the Yazoo River Expedition, is a native of Illinois, in which State he was born in the year 1823. He is, therefore, about forty years of age. He was a First Lieutenant of the Fourth Illinois Volunteers during the Mexican war, and commanded Company K during part of the term of that regiment's service, which lasted from July, 1846, to May, 1847. At the commencement of the present rebellion he resided at Lewiston, Fulton County; and when the call was made for three years' volunteers, he raised the Fourth District or Seventeenth Regiment of Illinois Volunteers, and was chosen the Colonel of the same, with a commission dating from May 20, 1861. The regiment was stationed at Peoria, Illinois, until the middle of June, 1861, when it was sent to Alton, on the Mississippi River. It garrisoned several points in Missouri successively, until about the beginning of December, when Colonel Ross was placed in command of the post at Cape Girardeau. It was about this time that General Grant prepared for his advance into Kentucky. In the following January Ross's command garrisoned Fort Holt, Kentucky, and formed part of the reconnoitring force to the rear of Columbus, Kentucky. During the siege and capture of Fort Donelson, from February 13 to 16, his regiment formed part of the Third Brigade (General Paine) of General McClernand's Division of General Grant's army. It also participated in the battle of Shiloh, where Colonel Ross gained some distinction, and his regiment lost, in killed, wounded, and missing, nearly 150 men. On the 25th of April, 1862, he was made a Brigadier-General of Volunteers, and during the siege of Corinth commanded the Third Brigade of General Judah's (formerly McClernand's) Division of General Grant's army. During the summer and fall of 1862 his brigade formed a portion of the force under General McClernand that guarded the Memphis and Charleston Railroad. When General Grant reorganized the Department of the Tennessee, on the 22d of December, 1862, General Ross was placed in command of the Eighth Division in the Sixteenth Army Corps, then under General Hurlbut. On the 8th of February he was transferred to the command of the Fifteenth Division of the same army, General J. E. Smith taking charge of the Eighth Division. His newly-appointed force was then stationed at Helena, of which post he was placed in command. From this position he was again removed to take charge of the Yazoo Pass Expedition, of which he is now the military commander.


ON page 221 we present a very interesting sketch, by our New Orleans correspondent, of a scene that occurred there on the 3d March. It was on the occasion of the forced sale, by auction, of a large stock of blood-horses, once the property of Messrs. Kenner and Minor, now in rebellion against the Union. The seizure and confiscation of these horses was by an order issued by Major-General Butler, and afterward confirmed by Major-General Banks.

Messrs. Kenner and Minor were long celebrated for possessing some of the very finest blood-horses in the country. Many exhibited on this occasion were splendid animals, tracing back their pedigree through long generations, and with the blood of Lexington and other famous chargers coursing in their veins. It was painful to see horses worth two or three thousand dollars selling for only a few hundreds. The principal purchasers seemed to be agents for people in the North, and many a splendid bargain was made on this occasion.

The sale took place at the open space near French's stables, on Philippa Street. When the crowd assembled, largely sprinkled with gayly dressed officers, and the noble-looking animals were brought out one after another, to exhibit their action during the bidding, the scene was one well worthy of the pencil of a Rosa Bonheur.


"YES, there's no use denying that we had rather a stormy time of it."

And Captain Ferdinand Lawrence stroked his mustache, and complacently handled the scabbard of his sword, as he spoke, with the air of a hero who has no objection to being properly appreciated.

Grace Bryan had listened to the whole of his circumstantial description with blue, dilated eyes fixed on his, curved lips, half apart, and a cheek where the color varied, as you have seen sun and shadow chase one another over slopes of blossoming grass. No wonder that the doughty Captain felt inwardly elated at the success of his eloquence. Had he at last struck the responsive key-note to this pale young beauty's nature? Was his long servitude of love at last to meet its exceeding great reward?

Oh, Captain Lawrence, Captain Lawrence! could you but have seen into the hidden mysteries of Grace Bryan's thoughts, what a crash there would be among the dazzling colonnades and airy pediments of your grand Chateau en Espagne! But love is blind, and so, unfortunately, is self-esteem.

"Captain Lawrence," said Grace, with her little hands nervously interlocked, and her serious eyes never moving from his face, "was there not a private in your company called John Harral?"

Captain Lawrence gave a quick, involuntary start, but recovered himself immediately, though with a heightened color on his dark cheek:

"Harral—Harral; yes, I believe there was."

"And can you tell me what has become of him?"

"Upon my word," said the Captain, with a little uneasy laugh that was decidedly at variance with the keen glance shooting from underneath his bent brows—"Private Harral is a lucky fellow to have inspired such an interest!"

"Can you tell me what has become of him?"

repeated Grace, as calmly as if she had not heard the covert sneer.

"One don't keep the run of these privates," said Lawrence, carelessly; "but if Miss Grace really cares to know, why, of course, my poor services are at her disposal!"

He drew out a little memorandum book, neatly bound in black morocco, and leisurely turned over the leaves.

"Let me see—Gates—Hall—Hanna—oh, here it is! Harral, John—marked 'missing.' Just the sort of fellow to take particularly good care of his bones and sinews—deserted, I dare say. Oh, they will do it, Miss Grace. Hold on, though, here's another entry. Harral —killed in the action — buried on left side of creek—hum—m—m. Any thing else I can do for you, Miss Grace?"

But Grace did not answer; she did not even ask to see the treacherous "minutes" which might have revealed their own inconsistency. She sat like one stunned, with hands still folded, and eyes mechanically fastened on the winter sunshine that quivered along the opposite wall, while the blood slowly receded from her cheek, and the color from her lip.

"Gracious Heavens, she has fainted?" ejaculated the Captain, springing from his seat. Hallo here, somebody! Bring camphor, Cologne, any thing! Confound Private Harral!"

Are there any wounds so bitter that Time, whose gentle finger draws the mantle of velvet grass over new-made graves, and puts the chiaro-oscuro of many sunrises and sunsets between us and our griefs, can not heal them? Yes, there are some that bleed on silently, and mine life and heart away with their unseen gush—and such a one was hidden under Grace Bryan's sad smile and heavy eyes, always luminous with the melancholy shine of unshed tears.

"I assure you, Miss Grace, I consider it a very Quixotic piece of business," said Captain Lawrence, in accents of grave displeasure. "You'll do nobody any good, and only upset your own nerves. It's all nonsense, this idea of ladies visiting the hospitals—what can a woman who has been accustomed to shriek at the sight of a spider do in the midst of such dreadful scenes? My dear Mrs. Bryan, do persuade your daughter to abandon this absurd fancy!"

Mrs. Bryan looked helplessly from her daughter to the Captain, and then back again.

"Captain Lawrence is right," she said. "Consider, my love, what suffering you will be compelled to witness."

"Mamma," said Grace, firmly, "is it any worse for me to witness than for these brave fellows to endure? Oh, mamma, to think that we have been sitting at home in ease and luxury while the men who periled life and limb in our behalf lie perishing within a stone's-throw of our Aladdin palaces! Let me go, for it breaks my heart to remember how selfish I have been!"

Soft-natured Mrs. Bryan looked appealingly toward the Captain. He shrugged his shoulders.

"Well, if Miss Bryan chooses to be so foolish, I have, of course, no right to interfere. Only—"

"Don't trouble yourself to finish the sentence, Captain Lawrence," said Grace, quietly. "I need not say that I have not expected the honor of your attendance, nor do I ask for it now!"

She walked out of the room with the air of a young queen. Lawrence watched her with a glance in which vexation and admiration were curiously blended.

"The superb little vixen!" he muttered between his teeth. "What evil genius has put that hospital idea in her head? However, it can't make any difference; he must be dead long ago. Only I wish I could have dissuaded her, for if— Pooh!" he broke off suddenly, "there's no use bothering myself with such an exceedingly improbable supposition. I wonder what makes me love that girl better the more she sets me at defiance? Why can't I scorn her as she scorns me? It's a curious psychological puzzle, the ins and outs of that throbbing, passionate thing that we call a heart! By all the Powers! she shall be mine if I peril my own soul to win her."

The noonday sunshine lay brightly on the floor of the long barrack room, with its wooden ceiling, and range of narrow pallets on either side, and Grace Bryan felt a sick giddiness reeling through her brain as she saw the pale, ghastly faces outlined against pillows scarcely whiter than themselves—the shattered arms—the mangled limbs bound down to wooden stretchers—the expressionless faces whence life and light were drifting away into the shoreless tide, side by side with muscles all racked and contorted by fierce spasms of pain! This, then, was a hospital!

"My dearest, you are fainting!"

"No, mamma, I am not," said Grace, resolutely battling with the involuntary recoil of her whole physical nature. "Let us go on. I feel quite well now."

How the sunken eyes of the sick men brightened as the fair, slight figure bent above them with gentle words of pitying encouragement—what healthful remembrances of absent mother and sister love returned to them with the touch of her long, soft curls upon their burning foreheads—the cool contact of her hand against their fevered palms! And as she passed on, strength and courage came back, and the surgeon himself wondered at her nerve and calmness.

They had reached the last of the white beds, where an attenuated figure was supported among pillows, with an open book before him. Not reading, however. The heavy eyelids drooped above the hollow cheeks, as if slumber had weighed them down, and there was a sort of weary repose shadowed over the sharpened features.

"He is asleep, do not disturb him!" murmured Grace, under her breath.

"No, he is not asleep," said the surgeon; "and this is one of the cases on which I most pride myself. Just gone, when he was brought here—dreadfully wounded at Fredericksburg, but he's in a fair way to recover now, thanks to our new system. Come a little nearer—he'll be glad to see you!"

The heavy lashes were slowly lifted at the sound of their footsteps, disclosing dark, grave eyes full of the strange mystery that only comes to those who have stood on Death's threshold and seen the flow of the dark, dark river!

"Harral! what's the matter! Speak to me!" exclaimed the surgeon, in dire perplexity. "A glass of wine, Johnson, quick! he's swooning again."

Where were your eyes, good Esculapius, to imagine that John Harral could swoon with those fluttering fingers in his own, those blue eyes pouring tides of eager light into his uplifted heart? Your Pharmacopoeia knows no such remedies as these!

"I knew you would come, Grace. I knew you would not leave me all alone!" he murmured, with the passive bliss of a child who wakes from hideous dreams to find his face against his mother's bosom.

For Grace Bryan had laid her cheek on his pillow and breathed one whisper into his ear—a whisper that was like the pulsing of magnetic life through his veins.

"Tell me once more that you love me! Let me hear it over and over, dearest!" he said, with closed eves. "Ah, I shall soon be well now!"

It was not until they were in the open air, safe beyond the hospital ward, that Grace Bryan fulfilled the Captain's prediction, and fainted.

"Of course; didn't I tell you it would be so?" triumphantly exclaimed Captain Lawrence, twisting the fingers of his buckskin glove round and round. "A woman can't help fainting in such a place."

"It was not from foolish terror, nor shrinking tremors," said Grace, meeting his exultant eye with the serene glance that disarmed its fire at once.

"No; what then?"

"From great happiness—the happiness of meeting one whom I have mourned for as dead."

"Mourned for as dead?" vaguely repeated the Captain.

"I have seen John Harral this day."

"Oh!" said Captain Lawrence, after a moment's blank silence, during which the ticking of his watch sounded like a thousand trip-hammers, and his face turned a dull yellow. "Indeed! Pardon me, but I've just recollected—good-morning—hope to see you again."

And so Captain Ferdinand Lawrence walked off the stage of Grace Bryan's existence.

Need we describe how Miss Grace transformed herself into nurse, physician, and consulting faculty to a hospital consisting of one patient? And how she found it an even more "interesting case" than the honest ward surgeon had done? If our readers want any more explicit details they must ask Mrs. Harral.


Davis Collamore & Co., 479 Broadway, Below Broome Street, N. Y., Have just received another lot of CHICKENS, WHITE and SPECKLED, ENGRAVED GLASS, CHINA, &c. First Display of Spring Novelties.


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READY—(OFFICIAL), THE UNITED STATES Conscription Act, or National Militia Bill, with a copious Index for reference. JAS. W. FORTUNE, Publisher, 102 Centre Street, N. Y. Price five cents.

Rheumatism—Who has It?

   Washington, D. C., Sept. 9th, 1862.

Messrs. METTAM & Co.—Gents: You will please send to my address one pair of your METALLIC INSOLES. I have used them for more than one year, and I can say truly, that they are a cure and a preventative of Rheumatism. I commend them to the public. Respectfully, EDMUND J. PORTER, Major, U. S. A. Price $1.00; per mail $1.25. Office 429 Broadway, New York. Send for circular.

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All Articles for Soldiers at Baltimore, Washington, Hilton Head, Newbern, and all places occupied by Union troops, should be sent, at half rates, by HARNDEN'S EXPRESS, No. 74 Broadway. Sutlers charged low rates.

These Celebrated Engraved Cards sold only at J. EVERDELL'S Old Establishment, 302 Broadway, cor. Duane St., N. Y. Established 1840. For Specimen by Mail, send two stamps.

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AGENTS.—Those acting as Agents will be allowed ten cents on every Certificate ordered by them, provided their remittance amounts to one dollar. Agents will collect 25 cents for every Certificate, and remit 15 cents to us, either in cash or postage stamps. Great caution should be used by our correspondents in regard to giving their correct address, Town, County, and State. Address J. H. WINSLOW & CO., 208 Broadway, New York.

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